A gardener calls to prune and mow,
And in the spring begins to sow
Seeds of annuals bright and showy,
Poppies, purple, red and yellow,
Just the thing to tempt a fellow.
A gardener calls to prune and mow,
And in the spring begins to sow
Seeds of annuals bright and showy,
Poppies, purple, red and yellow,
Just the thing to tempt a fellow.
Like, I say, part III
The Ballad of Unholy Grail (part two)
He cast a fire upon the earth
and He will let it burn.
He has changed fucking time and space
so all you sheep will learn.
In the beginning, on earth,
trees, oceans, rivers and seas,
came first into existence,
Humans descended from monkeys,
copying the same behavior,
cutting trees, garbaging,
Walking through the woods,
with people of all types,
here,there, everywhere,
felt being pulled,
by a feeling of knowingness,
as though by a magnet,
following a divine plan,
A moment of madness,
A moment of sanity.
A moment of sorrow,
A moment of joy.
A moment of laughter,
A moment to cry.
A moment of geniuses,
A moment of insanity.
A moment of genuine love,
With every single cell
and every pore in my body,
with all my heart
and all my soul,
I love you this much
and so much more,
It's so hard to put
to words,
but whenever I'm with you
Mathilda lay down on the sand with her feet crossed at the ankles, she raised them in the air so that she could see them and her new sandals.
I wake up unable to breathe. I feel myself convulsing and then I’m looking down on myself. My body is still and looks more like a corpse than a living being.
I lost my voice again; the landscape is huge and dangerous,
but without my words i'm trapped.
And you too have grown cold, like some ancient stone
dead flat against my hand.
A little collection of thoughts on an organism
I don't have the WORDS
I don't have the WORDS
I don't have the WORDS...
to say to you
Leave it to the BIRDS
Leave it to the BIRDS
Leave it to the BIRDS...
is what I'm gonna do